Stack your regrets
Like pebbles on a beach
Soon washed away
By the wrath of tides
By the hands of time
The rocky sand
Just a memory
Just a scratch
On the record
As proof of life
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Alyssa Musso
A scientist by trade, but a creative at heart. One novel in progress with too many other ideas taking up space in my head. Some of those ideas end up here.
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Public Safety Order
Effective immediately, access to Water Source 3B is prohibited under Public Safety Ordinance 14.7. This determination follows a review of ongoing irregularities, unregulated activity, and conditions deemed unsuitable for continued public interaction. Physical barriers will be installed, and all unofficial markers, offerings, and points of entry will be removed to prevent further incident. These measures are not punitive. They are necessary.
By Rebecca A Hyde Gonzales8 days ago in Poets
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Indeed how fast we fade. Only words remain, if they are kept.
I like this entire piece for how it reads and the meaning behind it. Antone who lives by the ocean sees the similarities and understands your reference